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{August 19, 2009}   One of my very first poems

Love is like

Love is like the seasons of the year. In spring it blossoms and buds after a cleansing rain. In summer it grows like a new born foal. In fall it dwindles bring chill to one’s soul. Upon winters dark and dismal days it leaves, it is gone but not for long.  Because like spring it promisesto return with someone new. 

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